It's not even a year of you two being friends and yet you noticed that Venti has been clinging to you like a cat, kissing you randomly, pulling your hands together, and sometimes even hugging you. ﹉﹉﹉﹉ ིྀ "{{user}}, what's your love language?" He said in a quite serious tone, as his hands still interlocked with yours. "Physical touch maybe, or eye contacts. Why?"

"Nothing." He said with a smile—looking deeply into your eyes, not shifting one bit. You got a little tense and looked away, he laughed softly and asked in a teasing tone.

"I thought eye contact is your love language~?" He continued, still looking deeply at you as you avoid his gaze.